Belle's POV
"Why aren't you getting anything?" Ellie asked and she took her coffee from the person serving her.
"Well, for one I hate coffee and two it ridiculously expensive."
"Yeah but you could get something else."
"Maybe next time."
"It's just I swear I never see you eat!"
"Don't worry, I do. You should see my bedroom right now! Pizza boxes and Maccas bags are everywhere."
"So if you don't like coffee, why do we come here?"
"Because you like it and I like the sitting area upstairs." We walked up the stairs to a lounge that over looked the main street. You could see everything from here, including the path boarders took to get to town so you knew just who was where. We found a spot by the window and sat down.
"Okay so tell me, what happened?" Ellie demanded.
"So, I sent the front man of Short Stack a tweet saying I had ideas for creative direction to do with their song Jack the Ripper."
"Wait!" Ellie said, holding up her hand to stop me. "The front man is named Shaun! He writes the songs and plays guitar."
"Good girl, you've been listening. Anyway after that tweet, he followed me and we DMed for a bit. Then he asked for my e-mail address because I couldn't explain my ideas in 140 characters."
"He e-mailed you? But what if you'd been some crazy fuck who would give it out to everyone?" Ellie questioned, sipping from her cup.
"Well that's what I said, but apparently it was a public e-mail address. So we e-mailed for awhile and he said he really likes my ideas. He said he would talk to me again when he's shared the ideas with the others because he really wants to use them!"
"Dude, that's awesome!"
"I know!"
"Well, now you have to tell me what this idea is that got his attention"
"Okay. Well from what I've heard the song is about loving someone so much it hurts, right? So then I thought to myself; what makes love hurt? The first thing that came to mind was rejection. I combined that with influences from the actual murders of Jack the Ripper. I thought the main character could be so in love with this girl, who I've nicknamed Jacqui the Ripper, and he sees her in a bar in London where Short Stack are performing. He follows her out into the night and down an empty alley way. She is just ahead of him the whole time and after a while he starts to see bodies lying against the outsides of buildings. He doesn't even think it could be the girl he loves and keeps going. After a while he loses her and starts to look around for her. She then comes up behind him and wraps her arms around his shoulders and whispers in his ear 'So you think you're bulletproof? Let's see how you handle this'. The screen then cuts to black and I'm not too sure where to go from there. I guess the next scene could be his mates looking for and being finding him with his throat slit ear to ear."
"Wow." Ellie sat hack in her chair, taking it in. "That is so dark."
"Well Jack the Ripper was a murderer! And I think it works with the song."
"How did you even come up with that? I think if I went and told someone that idea, they would think I'd lost it."
"Then why isn't it odd when I suggest it?"
"I guess you're that kind of person."
"Fantastic. Well they liked my idea anyway." Ellie was like my creative wall; I could bounce ideas off of her all day and she'd be happy to listen. We sat there talking about possibilities for costumes, locations and different story lines for an hour before I remembered I was meant to be somewhere.
"Dude, I was meant to mean Lilly for dance practice!"
"Well," Ellie said, placing her third coffee down on the table. "You had better go then. We all know how much Lilly hates to be kept waiting!"